Between heaven and earth, the fierce wind passed over Yun Zhongjun's body.

And Yun Zhongjun only felt that his thoughts were transparent.

Giving up the temptation of the West Kunlun Middle Path, and continuing to choose his goal to move forward firmly, this is no less than Yun Zhongjun's spiritual tempering, which is no less than Yun Zhongjun's previous experience of facing the Gonggong Ancestor Witch and personally participating in the battle between the Taizhen Dao and the Gonggong Ancestral Witch.

Faintly, Yun Zhongjun actually sensed the opportunity to trigger the fourth decay of the Immortal Golden Immortal, the decline of the Dao Heart.

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"Brother Shuimeng, where should we go now?" At this time, the three immortal golden immortals of the Wu clan who had been cut off by Yun Zhongjun and fled in panic from West Kunlun had already traveled all the way back to the edge of the Yangtze River.

"You ask me, who do I ask?" Gonggong Shui Meng looked at the surging river in front of him, only to feel that his mind was all confused.

The three of them are still doubting themselves.

Since leaving the weak river, the three of them felt that something was wrong everywhere between the heavens and the earth, and there was a sense of panic and horror in their hearts, and the whole person's mind became extremely fragile.

When they arrived at the Wu tribe of the Zhurong Clan, which was closest to West Kunlun, the Immortal Golden Immortals who were the leader of that tribe naturally asked about their battle situation by the weak water river.

Under normal circumstances, victory or defeat can be said to be a very common problem, after all, when fighting with those fierce beasts in the Land of the Nine Shadows, the Wu Clan did not encounter defeats, not only did they encounter defeats, but at the beginning, the Wu Clan almost perished because of those fierce beasts.

Therefore, among the Wu clan, no one will take temporary victory or defeat seriously, for them, defeat will only make them stronger.

But even Gonggong Shuimeng themselves didn't know what was going on, when the immortal golden immortal of the Wu clan asked about their battle situation on the edge of the weak water river, the three of them had been tense, as if they had been completely broken by something, that immortal golden immortal was originally inquiring with concern, in Gonggong Shuimeng's thoughts, this immortal golden immortal, not concerned about their victory or defeat, but mocking them, after the fall of the Great Wuyou, fled without a fight.

As a result, the three immortal golden immortals of the Wu clan, who were already extremely guilty and terrified, burned directly as if they had touched the boiling oil like sparks.

The ghost made a god like a god, and these three immortal golden immortals made a move on the immortal golden immortal of the Wu tribe - and all of this was clearly seen by the other witches in the Wu tribe.

So, after working together to besiege and kill the leader of the Wu tribe, these three immortal golden immortals of the Gonggong Department did not stop doing anything, completely razing the Wu tribe of the Zhurong tribe to the ground, killing all the witches at the same time, but also destroying the blood pool of the Wu tribe.

After everything was irreparable, these three immortal golden immortals of the Ministry of Communism suddenly came to their senses and realized what kind of evil things they had done.

- Among the twelve tribes of the Wu Clan, there are not no contradictions between them, but under the suppression of the Twelve Ancestral Witches and the Great Witches, their contradictions have always been limited to a bottom limit.

Witches from different tribes will fight each other, but their fight will never involve life and death.

In the words of the Twelve Ancestors, it is the hands of the Wu clan, and they will never be stained with the blood of the same clan.

In that Nine Shadows Land, fierce beasts were raging for a full era, and now, the Wu Clan has swept the world with an unstoppable momentum, and among the Wu Clan, there has never been a cannibalism, not to mention that there is a witch who is mad enough to destroy an entire Wu tribe!

"Then do we still have to go and ask His Majesty Gonggong for guilt?" After a while, the immortal golden immortal named Gonggong Shen also had a dejected face.

Appearing on the banks of the Yangtze River is equivalent to appearing in front of Gonggong, as long as they attract the power of the bloodline of the Wu clan in this Yangtze River, the Gonggong will be able to perceive their existence.

"Excuse me?" Gonggong Shuimeng's face was confused.

Since the destruction of the tribe of the Zhurong Tribe, these three immortal golden immortals of the Gonggong Department have been hiding from all the Wu clans on the road all the way, and this is what caused them to spend a full hundred years before returning to the bank of the Yangtze River.

"No, we can't go!" After a moment, the confusion on Gonggong's face was gone.

"We can't see His Majesty Gonggong!"

"There has never been a case of cannibalism among the Wicans. ”

"This kind of thing must not happen to our public department!" Gonggong Shuimeng's face showed a fierce look.

"Brother Shuimeng, what do you mean?"

"There is already some contradiction between Zhurong Zuwu and His Majesty Gonggong, if it is because of us that the people from the Zhurong Department grasp the words of His Majesty Gonggong, then Your Majesty will definitely lose face. ”

"We must not allow this to happen. Gonggong Shuimeng knelt down on the bank of the Yangtze River.

"Two brothers, let's cut ourselves off from this!"

"After the destruction of that tribe, we have erased all the clues, as long as we kill ourselves, then this matter will truly become an unsolved case, and there is no proof of death!" Gonggong Shui Meng forcibly suppressed the chaotic thoughts in his heart.

If Yun Zhongjun was here to watch the luck of these three witches with the hope qi technique, he would definitely be able to see that the qi of these three witches had been completely soaked in that calamity, and the heavenly pillar of luck had already collapsed.

"Is this self-avoidance?" The other two immortal golden immortals glanced at each other, their eyes were full of complexity, and after a moment, the complexity in their eyes suddenly became calm.

"That's right, since the big mistake has been made, even if you repent and ask for sins in front of Your Majesty Gonggong, it will not help!"

"It's better to isolate yourself from this, to avoid the disaster of you and me, and involve His Majesty Gonggong!"

The three sorcerers sat on the bank of the Yangtze River, and after bowing to the Yangtze River for nine times, the qi on their bodies dissipated silently, and the vitality around them escaped at any time, turning into a huge forest in the same place.

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"......" At the moment when the three immortal golden immortals of the Gonggong Department were destroyed, in the ancestral temple, the eyes of the Gonggong slowly opened—the injuries caused by the sword of the Taizhen Daoist to the Gonggong had been completely healed at this moment.

"Gonggong, are you awake?" only then did he open his eyes, and in the ancestral temple, the beating red flame was reflected between Gonggong's pupils.

"It took a hundred years to recover from your injuries, and it seems that you have suffered a lot of losses in West Kunlun. The flame turned into a Taoist in red clothes and sat in front of the co-worker, with a curious expression, "Do you want me to help burn that West Kunlun to the ground?"

"Xi Kunlun is mine, I wish you to take a long time. In the eyes of the co-workers, there are huge waves emerging.

"You're not a man to beat around the bush, just say anything directly!"

"I don't believe that you will be guarding me in this ancestral temple to recuperate. ”

"Then I'll say it straight!" Zhu Rong's face sank. "Gonggong Shui Meng and the three of them, where are they now?"

"What are you looking for them?" Gonggong's gaze was also fixed, it was the death of the three immortal golden immortals of the Gonggong Department on the bank of the Yangtze River that made him wake up from his state of retreat.

"When you retreated from West Kunlun, a tribe called the Ming Spirit Department of the Zhurong Department was wiped out, and among the tribes, from the immortals to the juniors who were just born, none of them were spared. ”

"The blood pool of the Wu clan was also directly destroyed. Zhu Rong stared at Gonggong closely, and there was a raging flame burning in his eyes.

"Who did it!" Listening to Zhu Rong's words, the co-workers couldn't help but be furious.

Since their Wu clan stepped out of the Nine Shadows, they have killed those fierce beasts all the way, expelled them, or destroyed the heavens and the earth, in such wars, they have not won every battle, but no matter whether they win or lose, those Wu tribes are extremely stable - the destroyed Zhurong tribe can be said to be the first tribe to be destroyed since stepping out of the Nine Shadows.

In the eyes of the co-workers, this is a very dangerous sign.

No matter whose hands this tribe perishes, the Wu Clan must take revenge with a thousand times more cruelty, so that the Wu Clan can maintain their incomparably strong posture between heaven and earth.

"You are looking for the three of them, do they know who the murderer is?"